I broke 10,000 words on the apocalyptothon fic today. It's actually galloping toward a conclusion. Whether it's going to be a good conclusion or not, I'll let you fine folks decide. I think I'm actually going to finish it tomorrow. Since it needs to be beta'd by Thursday, that'll give the lovely and effulgent bigsciencybrain time to let me know if it sucks or not.
And naturally, since it's one of mine, it's All. About. Jayne. Specifically, all about Jayne and Illyria. Sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. Um, yeah. I can hear all your heads exploding. Spike/Fred, completely expected in a fic of mine. Ditto Spike/Illyria. Problem is, Fred kind of shot Spike down in this one. Darn her needing time to mourn what she's lost.
Well. I'm going to sleep on my ending and come at it with fresh eyes.
::hugs flist and toddles off::